Zumbi e o senhor das guerras
Zumbi e o senhor das demandas
Quando Zumbi chega
E Zumbi quem manda"
(Crenca popular)

Your tribe - Our tribe
Your life - Our life
Your tribe - Our tribe
Your life - Our life

Your tribe - Our tribe
Your life - Our life
Your God - Our God
Your tribe - Our tribe

Tribe

Your tribe - Our tribe
Your God - Our God
Your tribe - Our tribe
Your tribe - my tribe

This is a true story of a slaveman
Who fled his people from the white man
So I'll say that he showed me the way
To be brave, brave, don't be afraid
"Zumbi" his name, "Quilombo" his place
Our root you can never erase
"Zumbi" his name, "Quilombo" his place
Our root you can never erase

Thirty thousand Zumbi refugees
Fight the right, the right to be free
Rape the city, the masters of greed

Zumbi e o senhor das guerras
Zumbi e o senhor das demandas
Quando Zumbi chega
E Zumbi quem manda"
(Crenca popular)

Your tribe - Our tribe
Your life - Our life
Your tribe - Our tribe
Your life - Our life

Your tribe - Our tribe
Your life - Our life
Your God - Our God
Your tribe - Our tribe

Tribe

Your tribe - Our tribe
Your God - Our God
Your tribe - Our tribe
Your tribe - my tribe

*We sat outside the studio at night, among a few candles, and closed our eyes for a
minute. After that, we jammed straight from our hearts. We didn't play for ourselves,
but for the ones no longer with us in flesh, but always with us in spirit. God bless.
Until we meet again. Soul fly... fly free!* - Max C.